There is a storm coming and I have no idea how to prepare for it

The sun goes up and down

The sky isn't always blue

But it will be

It sunny

It rainy

Neither of those always happens

There are others

When in doubt

Take advice from the Earth.

'What a nice poem' thought Noah

All the building are burning near them piles of dead bodies lies, with the soldiers and civilians walking by. Eyes up and down, neither of them look around there is nothing to see for it was all a common sight. Don't worry, there is no need to. The sky is still blue.